BATTLE MISSY

Blaze swung her knee, into Stacy's stomach, she felt her muscles, tensing a bit because of the pain bursting all over her body. Stacy stumbled back with a groan, trying to get her senses back together to combat her powerful movements. She raised her arm to swing but she got kicked to the ground before she can even strike.

"Enough!" Stacy panted, holding her stomach on the floor. They have been training since, she feels so tired. Crawling to a bench there, she picked up a bottle of drinking water and gulped down the contents, breathing out loudly. "Oh, My God!" She half-yelled, gaining a chuckle from Blaze, who covered it up with her palm over her mouth.

"Not minding this experience. You have learnt how to throw good punches and quite good kicks." She applauded her and Stacy stayed back resting on the bare ground. Some sand was already in her hair, glued to her arms too. Blaze walked to her, towering over her. "Get up, Missy." She ordered, reaching out her hand to hers. Stacy raised h